Chiang Caijiao felt as if her ears were going to be torn off, and she couldn't help but start crying.
"Granny, I didn't take them, I really didn't!"
"Didn't take them? Then why is there so little meat? I clearly cut more than a dozen pieces tonight!"
Meanwhile, there were only four or five pieces of meat in Chiang Baohe's bowl.
"Granny, you only cut fourteen pieces, I saw you!" Chiang Caijiao cried out. She had seen the thinly sliced pieces of meat earlier. There were fourteen slices in total. Chiang Baoguo was not at home, and there were six other people to feed, giving five pieces to Chiang Baohe was already the maximum, and the remaining pieces would probably end up mostly in Chiang Lidong's stomach. Chiang Songtao and Ho Laidi would have about four pieces each, leaving Chiang Caijiao with none as usual.
In the Old Chiang Family, she was like merchandise that lost money, completely without standing.
